Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jay tasted the tea and could tell that it was premium tea. He took a sip and put down the cup.

He then poured another glass of water for Angeline and handed it to her. "Want to drink?"

Angeline took it and moved it to her mouth with quivering hands. Jay held the teacup with his hands, afraid that Angeline would break it.

The old woman looked fixedly at Angeline with enquiring eyes.

"How long has she been ill?"

Jay glossed it over. "Twice, but it won't last long. Angeline is very brave and will overcome the illness by herself."

The old woman nodded with a smile.

She did not doubt a word that Jay said. "With your meticulous care, I'm sure she'll get better very soon."

After a pause, the old woman suddenly asked, "She has gastrointestinal problems?"

Jay looked at the old woman in astonishment. If she was not a professional, how would she know that depression could also trigger gastrointestinal problems?

house and came back out with a bag of oats. She handed it to Jay, saying, "Take these oats home and make some for her every day. If she can't eat, then make her drink. This will help

turn down anything that could potentially help

was very grateful to the

out a chessboard, placed it on the stone table, and said, "My husband loves to play chess, but I'm terrible at it. Sir, I

He was a little worried. What was Angeline supposed

It will be better than her lying in your

the old woman had stretched out her

odd reason, Angeline took her hand and stepped on the ground. She staggered a few steps

but when he saw her calm demeanor when she sat

chess with the old man, and even though he was distracted,

at the chessboard and started

than 80 years old now yet still looked extremely robust and healthy. Looking at

eyes and stared at her for a very long time, and for some reason, the

facial features

me, my child, what's

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what Jay had been